These are the hands that build cathedralsThese are the hands that

And the snow fliesOn a cold and grey Chicago mornA poor

Down around the cornerAbout a half a mile from hereSee the

Freedom callsAnd in your heart you have been waitingFor this moment

Love burns in a young man's heartHe would give her the

It's a lesson too late for the learningMade of sand, made

To everything, turn, turn, turnThere is a season, turn, turn, turnAnd

Another night of reaching out for youAnother night I have to

In Dreams (written by Roy Orbison)From Beautiful DreamsBy Chris de BurghYear

Some people fall in loveIn rooms that are so darkThey can't

A child is born on a battlefieldA soldier boy falls to

Fix me a drink, make it a strong oneHey comrade, a

I'm standing in the stationI am waiting for a trainTo take

Whatever the words that you hearSomehow the meaning is clearWe're all

These broken wings can take me no furtherI'm lost , and

1: Chris De spaceman came travelling on his ship

There is an answer, some day we will knowAnd you will

it's never too late to climb that mountainNever too late

Waiting at the water's edgeWatching all the ships as they are

1: Chris De Burgh, with are those who think